Chapter 44 Fighting 1

Ten days later, the back mountain of the Ghost God Sect is Qingyunling.

"Senior Mo, didn't you mention your daughter before? Why haven't I seen her all this time? Did you go to practice? Fu Tingxuan lay on the rocking chair and said leisurely.

In the past ten days, Fu Tingxuan has hardly gone out of the door, and most of them were sent by the disciples of the Ghost Sect when eating. Well, Mo Yun was afraid that Fu Tingxuan would be bored, so he found Fu Tingxuan out to chat and see the scenery.

"Well, my daughter went to play again. If she can be as diligent as Brother Fu, do I have to worry about her?" Mo Yunsheng said helplessly.

Fu Tingxuan smiled, looked at the endless forest in front of him, and said with emotion, "This forest is so wonderful. I don't know how many secrets there are, which makes me feel very small."

"Yes, this forest has been around for a long time. I'm afraid it's been thousands of years, and it's really too big. No one in the whole world of cultivation knows how big it is. Even the strong Sanxian dares to fly into the depths of the forest. There are many monsters in this forest, and even the demon practitioners in the realm of scattered demons also exist. It is said that the descendants of the dragon clan in the cultivation world are in the depths of this forest. Mo Yunsheng said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan looked at Mo Yunsheng strangely and asked, "Elder Mo, there must be a lot of babies in this forest, right?"

"Of course, there are countless people entering this boundless forest every year. Although they can come out less than one in a thousand, lucky monks can still find one or two treasures. Brother Fu, you don't know that Hong Zhuozhe, who is known as the luckiest person in the world of cultivation, is how he made his fortune. Mo Yunsheng said with a smile.

"Hong Zhuozhe? A lucky Taoist? It's quite evil." Fu Tingxuan said with a smile.

"Of course it's very evil. Who can make it clear about luck? Hong Zhuozhe is now more than a hundred years old. He began to explore the boundless forest fifty years ago. At that time, he was just an ordinary spinning monk, and he didn't even have a best Taoist weapon on his body. But now, there are at least 30 spiritual weapons on his body, and he still holds the immortal dust sword in his hand. His cultivation is in the late stage of the disaster. Mo Yunsheng said with envy on his face.

Fu Tingxuan is a little curious. Is Hong Zhuozhe's luck a little better? Others may not be able to get a spiritual weapon in their lifetime. He is good. He has 30 pieces per person. Does he think he is a spiritual weapon wholesaler? You know, even if you are a refiner, you can only grasp the refining of spiritual weapons at most.

"Brother Fu, are you also strange? Who is not surprised by this kind of thing? However, no one knows what's going on. Naturally, they regard Hong Zhuozhe as lucky. Mo Yunsheng suddenly saw Fu Tingxuan's thoughts and said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and didn't say anything. There must be some secret about Hong Zhuozhe. Otherwise, if he was so lucky, his protagonist would become a secondary one.

"Alas, Brother Fu, how do you feel when you stay in our Ghost Sect these days? Is there anything wrong?" Mo Yunsheng asked with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan shook his head and smiled, "There's nothing wrong. Everyone is very harmonious. Elder Mo, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing. I'll take you to the town in a few days. You can practice there in the future. As long as you don't leave the town, those wild ghosts will not dare to do anything to you." Mo Yunsheng said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and continued to feel the breeze with Mo Yunsheng.

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The next day, the Hall of the Ghost Sect.

"Senior Mo, what are you doing? Why are they all gathered in the hall?" Fu Tingxuan looked at the people in the hall with a puzzled face and asked Mo Yunsheng.

"Brother Fu, the people from Longhu Mountain are coming to fight with us today, so they are so ready." Mo Yunsheng said in a low voice.

Fu Tingxuan nodded and did not continue to ask. Now that the atmosphere in the hall is so tense, it is better to keep quiet.

After waiting in the hall for about a quarter of an hour, a group of people from Longhu Mountain finally came. There were only a dozen of them. They looked very arrogant. The leader was an old man, who seemed to be a big man of Longhu Daozong.

"Yo, Master Li, I didn't expect you to welcome us so much." The old man looked at the old patriarch contemptuously and said with a gloomy smile.

"Well, don't talk nonsense. What are you thinking about today? Hurry up and say it." The old patriarch also knew the old man very well and said impatiently without giving face at all.

"Today, let's compare three games, and let's train ghosts in the first game." The old man looked at the old patriarch cunningly, sat down and smiled.

"Ghost training? Old Wu, you are not moralistic. You Longhu Daozong are best at training ghosts. We Ghost Sect don't learn that nonsense at all. The old master slapped the table and pointed to the old man surnamed Wu and said angrily.

"What does it have to do with us if you are good at it or not? If you want to compare, you can compare. If you don't compare, you can admit defeat. The old man surnamed Wu said disapprovingly.

"Well, just compare, Yunsheng, can you do it?" The old patriarch walked to Mo Yunsheng and asked in a low voice.

Mo Yunsheng smiled bitterly and said, "Master, it's not that you don't know that we people of the Ghost Sect know little about the art of ghost training, and disciples can only know some basic ghost training skills."

"What should I do?" The old patriarch said anxiously.

Fu Tingxuan stood up at this time and smiled at the old patriarch, "Master, let me have a try."

"Brother Fu, but you haven't learned these things." The old patriarch shook his head, squeezed out a smile, and said.

Fu Tingxuan whispered, "Master, have you forgotten the nine ghosts in my body? He knows a lot about the art of ghost training.

"Yes, how can I forget this? Brother Fu, I'll ask you for the first fight." The old patriarch smiled happily.

Fu Tingxuan nodded, then came out and said to the old man surnamed Wu, "Senior, I will fight in this first game. I don't know who you send here?"

"You? A hairy boy, Xing Qiu, come and teach this stinky boy a lesson. The old man surnamed Wu glanced at Fu Tingxuan with disdain and saw that Fu Tingxuan was just a rotation period of cultivation. He said to a man with two mustaches behind him.

"Master, don't worry, I'll let this boy know what is ghost training." Xing Qiu nodded and came out, looking at Fu Tingxuan provocatively.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "Xing Qiu, right? Hurry up and let out the two ghosts you prepared. Why are you staring at me? Is it possible that you have that kind of hobby?

"Hahahaha!"

The disciples of the Ghost Sect were originally very nervous, but when they were teased by Fu Tingxuan, they all laughed, and even there was a smile on the serious face of the old patriarch.

"Hmm, the benefit of words! Pick it up!" As soon as Xing Qiu patted the ghost charm, two two-meter-tall and strong ghosts appeared in the hall. In order to ensure the combat effectiveness of the two ghosts, the door of the hall had been closed, so the hall looked very gloomy.

"Long-horned devil!" Fu Tingxuan took a look at the two ghosts and blurted out that this knowledge was naturally transmitted by the Ghost Emperor to Fu Tingxuan.

The long-horned evil ghost is a kind of ghost clan with strong combat effectiveness. Its biggest characteristic is that it is unruly. It likes to torture the souls of strangers most. It is a famous "vandal" among the ghost clan.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have some insight. Now you don't want to compare with me. This long-horned devil is not a funny thing." Xing Qiu looked at Fu Tingxuan jokingly and said with a smile.

Fu Tingxuan shook his head and smiled, "Although this long-horned devil is fierce, I can still handle it, Brother Xing, let's start!"

"Good!" Xing Qiu tore the two ghost charms, and the two long-horned evil spirits, who were originally drowsy, immediately refreshed and pounced on Xing Qiu and Fu Tingxuan.

Xing Qiu sacrificed a yellow charm very professionally, and the long-horned devil was fixed. Then Xing Qiu began to slowly domesticate the long-horned devil. The first is the dementor bell, which controls the evil spirit, and then begins to lose the heart charm, trying to disintegrate the evil spirit's psychological defense line. However, this long-horned devil is also worthy of its notoriety, but he doesn't let Xing Qiu succeed.

On Fu Tingxuan's side, when the long-horned evil spirit had just taken a few steps and was about to catch Fu Tingxuan, Fu Tingxuan pressed one hand on the forehead of the long-horned evil spirit, instantly controlled the evil spirit, closed his eyes and calmed down, and began to attack the evil spirit.

Both sides calm down, it depends on who is fast enough! Xing Qiu was a little anxious. He didn't expect Fu Tingxuan to be so proficient in ghost training. Fu Tingxuan, there is nothing urgent. In fact, now Fu Tingxuan can deal with this evil spirit at any time, but he just wants to tease Xing Qiu.

After a few minutes, when Fu Tingxuan was about to be impatient, he suddenly noticed that Xing Qiu showed a smile. It seemed that it was going to be done. Fu Tingxuan sneered and instantly defeated the evil spirit's psychological defense line.

In the next second, Xing Qiu's side was also completed.

"Haha, I'm finally done. I'm done, boy, you..." Xing Qiu originally thought that he would definitely be faster than Fu Tingxuan. Unexpectedly, when he looked at Fu Tingxuan, Fu Tingxuan had already put his hands on his chest and looked at him sarcastically.

"Kid, you cheat!" Xing Qiu couldn't accept this fact and shouted angrily, pointing to Fu Tingxuan.

Fu Tingxuan smiled and said, "You brought the devil. The title of the game is you. If you want to cheat, you also cheat."

"You, you, hum!" Xing Qiu also knew the overall situation, so he walked angrily behind the old man surnamed Wu.

The old man surnamed Wu naturally saw Fu Tingxuan's strangeness, so he did not blame Xing Qiu, but said seriously to the old patriarch, "Old man Li, I didn't expect you to find a good helper."

"Haha, old man Wu, that's useless to you. Let's talk about it. What's the second game? You have already lost one game." The old patriarch laughed excitedly.

"In the second game, we fight against ghosts!" The old man surnamed Wu said viciously.

"Fighting ghosts? Old man Wu, are you kidding? This fight against ghosts is hurtful. We Ghost Sect will never do such a thing. The old patriarch said seriously.

Fighting ghosts is to let two ghosts fight each other. This kind of thing is too harmful to the virtue. Generally speaking, it has nothing to do with hell. After death, you will go to the 18th floor of hell.

"Well, I'm not in the mood to joke with you. This time I specially invited Zhenzong Guishuai. Where are you Gui Shenzong?" The old man surnamed Wu said with a proud face.

The old patriarch slapped the table and said, "We admit defeat in the second game. Even if we lose, we won't do this kind of thing against the peace."

"Okay, let's draw now. In the third game, let's attract ghosts!" The old man surnamed Wu said with a strange smile.

The old patriarch stood up and pointed to the old man surnamed Wu and scolded, "Old Wu, what do you mean? Why are they all these evil spells? If you attract ghosts, you are not afraid of causing something!"

"I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid, but in order to defeat your Ghost Sect, I'm not afraid of anything!" The old man surnamed Wu also stood up and said viciously.

Introduce the ghost to the upper body, that is, summon a "recorded" ghost from the hell, and let the ghost get on his own body to see who can drive the ghost out of the body faster.

"Humph, what the hell do you want to call this time?" The old patriarch had no choice but to compromise, so he asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Blood ghost!"

"Blood ghost? Old man Wu, since you don't want to die, I will accompany you to the end!" The old patriarch suddenly said domineeringly. Now the arrow is on the string and I have to shoot it. In the past, the Ghost God Sect and the Dragon Tiger Taoist Sect were tied, but they can't lose today.

Blood ghosts, a very evil ghost in hell, were suppressed on the 18th floor of hell. Before his death, they were all bigwigs, such as generals. Because they killed too many people, the ghosts after death were blood red. Blood ghosts also have a privilege. After their subordinates die, blood ghosts can reconvene them. Therefore, the blood ghost is also known as the "ghost noble".